Fast Travel Counterattack: Rescue the Villain BOSS

"Mother Concubine, that poisonous woman of the Empress beat me so much!"

The third prince was lying on the bed, his buttocks were swollen, and he knew that the beating was severe.

The queen did follow the emperor's instructions, and she didn't show any sympathy at all, so how to deal with it.

The dignified prince was slapped in public.

Except for the eighth prince who stayed by Concubine Li's side, the other seven princes were all beaten.

When they left Changchun Palace, the limping princes felt that they had lost all face, and hated Lao Jiu even more in their hearts.

Concubine Lian rubbed the medicine on him distressedly, "This is your father's order, this punishment, you deserve it!"

"Why?!"

The third prince refused to accept.

"Wait, I must avenge this revenge!"

The attitudes of the other princes were similar to his, especially the eldest prince, who hated Yuan Daoyi even more.

The eldest prince is the eldest son of the middle palace, and the concubine mother is the empress.

Because all the princes were punished for this matter, the empress did not dare to interfere with it, the eldest prince was really punished.

What was even more exasperating was that, as the eldest son, he was the crown prince's No. 1 choice. As soon as the news got out, the courtiers who had originally planned to support the eldest prince also hesitated.

The emperor's swift punishment doesn't seem like he values ​​the eldest prince.

But the other princes were also punished.

What is the attitude of the emperor?

They really don't understand.

It just so happens that the princes are still young, so let's think about standing in line again.

As a result, the originally promised support is gone, and the eldest prince is almost at the time of making meritorious deeds, do you think he can't hate it!

It can be predicted that Yuan Daoyi's future life will not be peaceful.

……

After recuperating for a period of time, the wound gradually began to heal, and Yuan Daoyi's cheeks filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The complexion on his face is getting better and better, and his skin is gradually returning to the level of a real child.

It is white and tender, and if you pinch it, it seems that water can come out.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the whole person has changed from the little bean sprouts before to the cute little Zhengtai.

The emperor liked to hear about his growth rate, and when he saw that he was beginning to become chubby, he couldn't put it down and squeezed it fondly.

In this harem, the emperor's favor is the guarantee of status.

The palace people didn't dare to neglect Yuan Daoyi anymore, they gave him the best in everything, he finally looked like a prince.

On this day, Ye Chuyang saw that the sun outside was just right, and the children wanted to bask in the sun a little more. He led Yuan Daoyi, who took a group of eunuchs and maids, to the imperial garden to bask in the sun.

Seeing the Ninth Prince now, which slave would dare to be negligent, walking all the way, all the palace people he saw knelt down and saluted.

Yuan Daoyi was very uncomfortable with this situation, but he didn't show it.

After arriving at the Royal Garden, it was actually occupied by other people.

And he was an acquaintance, the third prince who bullied Yuan Daoyi for the last time.

"So it's Brother Nine Emperors, is your health better?"

The third prince was still walking crookedly, but when he saw Yuan Daoyi, he immediately straightened up, showing concern without smiling.

"much better."

Yuan Daoyi couldn't accept that the person who hurt him before approached him with a playful smile, his eyes wandering from side to side.

Ye Chuyang stood on top of his head, looking down at his expression, feeling a little worried.

This time the Marshal is a bit difficult to deal with. He is in the palace, but he is not used to conspiracies.

Ugh.

"That's good. I was wrong about the previous matter, Brother Huang. I apologize to Brother Huang here."

He said he was apologizing, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the hatred in his eyes.

Yuan Daoyi couldn't see it yet, so he just nodded.